Harry had scooped up Teddy because Ginny had something she wanted to say to him. They ducked in to the parlor of the burrow for some privacy.

"Teddy, I'd like to talk to you about Uncle Harry and me. You know that your mummy and daddy made Uncle Harry your godfather." Teddy nodded his head. "I know that you like the times Harry comes to your house and the times you go to Grimald place right?" Again his head nodded. "Uncle Harry tries real hard to be there for you like a daddy would doesn't he? " Teddy nodded again. "I know that if Uncle Harry didn't spend the same amount of time with you he would be real sad. I bet you would be sad too. So I want you to know that Uncle Harry will spend just as much time with you. Our being married will not change that. I also want you to know how much I love you. I know your mum and dad did not make me your god-mother but I'd kind of like it, if it's alright with you, if I could be your god-mother. I know I can't take the place of your mummy but I want to be there for you and give you all the love your heart can hold. Would that be OK?" This time Teddy launched himself at Ginny and did a pretty good imitation of a Weasley hug.

"Aunt Ginny I would love it if you would be my god-mother. Can I ask one favor?" This time Ginny nodded. "Will you come with Uncle Harry to see me?"

"Every time I can little man, every time I can."

Harry and Ginny danced the night away. Ginny danced with her dad and all her brothers.. Harry danced with Andy, Molly, Augusta, even his Aunt Petunia, before Dudley took her home. Between dancing with everyone else they would return to each other's arms for a dance.

At Midnight they cut the cake and Kreacher served the feast he and Molly had worked so hard on. Harry took him aside and thanked him for all his hard work, Ginny kissed his bald head.

Everyone was laughing and dancing under the dome. Bill and Fleur were dancing by Aunt Muriel when suddenly Fleur threw up down the front of her robes! Molly hurried to clean Aunt Muriel up and Bill led Fleur away to lay down in the burrow. Aunt Muriel left soon after muttering about foreigners not being able to hold their liquor.

Andi had suggested that Victoire spend the night so Bill and Fleur could stay later. Now it seemed a very good idea. Bill could get Fleur home and try to figure out what was making her so ill.

Kreacher hated to be idle so he was going to stay at Andi's house after Harry and Ginny left for their honeymoon, returning just before they did to have Grimald Place ready for the newlyweds.

Ron and Hermione had moved out of the flat at Grimald place about a month before. They had wanted Harry and Ginny to have some privacy. They also were not so busy now and wanted some time to themselves too.

It was time for Teddy and Victoire to leave. Harry and Ginny went to say goodbye. Teddy was apparently thinking about the fact that he would not see his Uncle Harry for two weeks, he began to sniffle. Harry took him gently into his arms and said "I know little man it's going to be hard. Aunt Ginny and I will miss you too!"

Ginny gave him a hug, a kiss and turned to do the same with Victoire. Harry gave him a long strong hug and handed him back to his grandma. "Bye little man. Remember wherever I am I'll always love you. Every night look at the moon and blow it a kiss for me and Aunt Ginny and we will do the same for you."

Even though it was a crisp December night Harry and Ginny had known how they wanted to leave their party. So a little past one in the morning they said their goodbyes and mounted Harry's broom. Anyone looking might have seen a pair of lovers snuggled close on a broom soaring in to the night.

Harry and Ginny had a memorable flight to London. The night was clear and they flew by star light, landing in the back garden at Grimald Place. They spent a romantic night in their master suite. Both of their fears had been for naught.

The next day saw them up and at the port key terminal at Heathrow. They were off for a romantic two weeks in Paris. Harry had rented them their own little flat in the Rue Montorgueil neighborhood. It was in the heart of Paris and had a wonderful shopping and dining area. The landlady, who happened to be a witch, had a charming tray filled with flowers, champagne and caviar waiting for them. The first night they discovered a wonderful little eatery called La Cocarde. The owner went out of his way to make their dinner special, especially after he found out they were honeymooners. Most evenings found them eating there after that. For breakfast they sampled the wonders of the local bakeries. One night they had taken strong black coffee and a local favorite "Baba Rum" pastries back to their flat.

During the day they would wander through the excellent museums and art galleries. They bought beautiful still lifes and landscapes to fill the walls at Grimald place.

They did their Christmas shopping at the many Christmas markets that had sprung up for the holiday season. Their landlady gave them directions to La rue du sortilège, the Paris equivalent of Diagon alley. There they found a complete set of action figures, depicting the French national Quidditch team for Teddy. For Molly they bought fresh and dried herbs for her cooking. And yarn as soft as silk and just the color of Victoire's eyes. They found Arthur books explaining the construction of the Chunnel and the Eiffel tower.

For Bill and Fleur they purchased a large box of fine French chocolates., and soft woven scarves. Ginny had found beautiful little girls dresses for Victoire in a small boutique near their flat. Harry had noticed an empty storefront while they were on La rue du sortilège. So for George's Christmas he had paid the first and last months rent to secure the future Paris location of WWW. For Hermione they found a medieval law tome in a dusty Parisian book store. Ginny also bought her a lightly woven silk sweater. It was an appropriate color of warm coco, for work.

Ron scored a complete history of quidditch in France., along with a box of "Baba Rum" pastries. Charlie, who likes his food as much as Ron, a beautiful bottle of wine and a selection of cheeses. For Andy, who like history as much as Arthur liked Muggle studies, they found a book detailing the great wizarding families of France. Also a modern novel based on the French resistance during WWII. It was written by a descendent of one of the magical freedom fighters and came highly recommended by their landlady.

Harry had snuck back out after Ginny had lingered over some beautiful jumpers and skirts at one boutique and ordered them for her. Ginny had arraigned to have a painting of the Rue Montorgueil neighborhood shipped home to remind Harry of their honeymoon.

Near the end of their stay they spent a whole evening touring all the lovely Christmas light displays they could find. Their favorite was the one at Galeries Lafayette. Their last night they went skating on a rink that had been set up in front of the Hotel de Ville.

AN - I have never been to Paris. It's one of the things I'd like to do someday. But the internet is a wondrous place for information. All the places here, except the Paris version of Diagon alley, do exist in Paris.

While researching neighborhoods I stumbled upon the description of "Baba Rum" and just had to find a recipe. Below is the one from I see this being made for Christmas next year! Grandma Beth

RUM BABA

6 eggs 3/4 c. sugar 2 c. flour 1 c. raisins, optional 2 tbsp. baking powder 9 tbsp. melted butter 3/4 c. lukewarm milk

Beat eggs and sugar until very light. Add flour and baking powder that have been sifted and blended together. Add butter, milk (and raisins); beat until smooth. Grease and flour angel food cake pan. Bake for 30-35 minutes at 325 degrees.

I understand that this is better if you let the cake dry for a couple of days and then add the syrup.

SYRUP:

1/2 c. water 1/2 c. sugar 1/2 c. white rum or 1 tsp. rum extract (there were a couple of other sources that said they only use dark rum in the syrup in the pastries' of Paris.)

I also under stand the individual pastries are often topped with sweetened whipped cream.

Harry and Ginny returned from their honeymoon just a few days before Arthur and Molly's 34th wedding anniversary. The children had made arraignments for Molly and Arthur to spend a week at Euro Disneyland. The perfect place for Arthur to indulge in his passion for all things muggle.

Molly and Arthur returned in time for a big family Christmas at the burrow. Angie was finally out of the first trimester and large with their first child, a boy they planned on naming Fredric Fabian Weasley the second. Fleur and Bill had news too. They were expecting their second girl.

The next year was a period of growth and adjustment for both Harry and Ginny as they learned how to be a married couple. Communication was not always smooth in the first few months but communicate they did and soon they settled in to their lives. Ginny was writing more and more about Quidditch and the Harpies were playing well. Harry continued to grow in to his role at work.

Percy looked decidedly uncomfortable standing in front of the fireplace at the burrow. He had surprised the family when he had introduced them to his girlfriend Audrey. They had met at the world cup. She had been working for the Canadian Quidditch league. Not long after she accepted a job with an English manufacturer of Quidditch supplies and they had begun quietly dating.

Just after Christmas they had announced they planned to wed in March. They wanted a quiet ceremony at the burrow. Just Percy's family. Audrey had no family that she knew of. She had been raised by an elderly aunt who had passed away Audrey's last year in school.

Now Percy was standing with the minister and his dad waiting for Audrey to join them. Molly and Audrey had gotten close quickly and Audrey had asked Molly to stand with her. The rest of the family were crowded in to the parlor.

Molly walked down the stairs first, looking radiant in a pale lavender robe. Audrey soon followed. Bill had volunteered to stand in as her dad and escorted her down the stairs. She had on a simple white dress that fell softly to just below her knees. Fleur had made her a silken barrette to hold back her lovely brown curls. She carried a simple bouquet of pale purple roses.

The ceremony was over quickly and Percy looked much relived at the reception. Molly and Fleur had collaborated on the desert buffet and it was outstanding! Soon the happy couple was off to their honeymoon.

Harry and Ginny had just settled in for a good night's sleep when an owl began tapping urgently on the window. Unrolling the parchment Ginny read; "Angie in labor, going to Mungo's. George"

They were hurriedly getting dressed when Ginny stopped in her tracks and said; "What time is it?"

Harry pulled on his glasses and checked the battered old watch. "Midnight."

Ginny collapsed on the bed and began crying. Harry felt helpless and confused.

"Harry it's April 1st. George and….Fred's birthday. Angie is going to have the baby on Fred's birthday."

Harry had realized that it did not matter how long it had been since the war there were still times when the sadness came back.

"Ginny listen to me." Harry sat on the bed and lifted her chin. "George has not celebrated his birthday since Fred died. Now with the birth of his own son on the same day he will have to celebrate. Maybe this baby is a gift."

Ginny dried her eyes and they hurried to the hospital. Six hours later Fredric Fabian Weasley the second was born.

June 30th found the family back at St. Mungo's. Dominique Weasley joined her big sister Victoire and her parents Bill and Fleur.

Poor Audrey was incredibly sick. She had to quit her job due to terrible morning sickness. Yes the newly weds had wasted no time in starting their family too. Molly and Arthur had moved them in to Percy's old room so they could help with Audrey's care.

It was a spectacular autumn day. The trees were competing to see which would boast the brightest colors. Harry and Ginny had gone for a picnic. They had found a secluded spot not far from the burrow that boasted magnificent views of the countryside. Harry was looking forward to the treacle tart the Ginny had baked. "Ginny would you pass me the tart please."

"Harry can you wait on desert for just one minute? I have a present for you."

Ginny handed Harry a thin heavy small box. Puzzled he opened it to find a silver picture frame. "Uh thanks…."

"Harry, look at the engraving." He looked closer at the front of the frame, it said Daddy's boy. Understanding dawned. Harry picked up Ginny and swung her around full circle.

"Oh Ginny we're having a baby!" Harry danced a funny jig all around Ginny.

"I know. I told you, remember!" Ginny laughed.

Harry suddenly sat down. "It says Daddy's BOY! You..we..we're having a BOY?"

All Ginny could do was nod her head she was laughing so hard. Harry wrapped her in to his arms for a long soft kiss.

In December of that year Ron finally had the talk with George. George had seen it coming. Ron had been finding less and less satisfaction working for WWW. Sure he made a lot of money, but he felt like he had more to give society.

George knew he would make a great auror. So with George's blessing Ron began auror training that next January.

Christmas that year was a festive occasion. Two new babies added to the fun. Audrey was feeling good enough to join in. A new peace seemed to have settled over George.

Molly had knitted stockings for all the little ones. The boys had bright blue stockings to hang by the fire and the girls had rich burgundy ones.

Christmas morning found Teddy and Victoire happily passing out presents before tearing in to theirs. After all the presents had been opened, Teddy and Victoire had been given permission to play in Ginny's old room with their new quidditch figures. (Teddy now had the Canadian national team and Victoire had gotten her wish of her own stadium, the UK team and the French team.)

"before everyone runs off Harry and I have one last present for Mum." Ginny handed her mother a box.

Smiling questioningly Molly opened it to find another bright blue stocking. "We will have to hang that one up next year Mum."

Suddenly the adults all roared as they all realized what the stocking meant!

The first to get to Harry and Ginny were Arthur and Molly the last to Ginny was George. He wrapped his arms around her and softly whispered; "Sis you are going to be a great mum. You have no idea how great it is to be a parent!"

Afternoon found the men outside building snow people for Teddy and Victoire. Harry took the opportunity to talk with Arthur.

"Dad is it hard being a parent? I mean I know the worrying is hard and all but is it hard to know the right thing to do?"

"Harry I know you are worried, every man does. But it will be all right. You and Ginny have a deep love and a wise man once said that the greatest gift a man can give his children is to love their mother. I won't lie to you there will be times when you wonder if your doing it right. But if you approach parenting with love it all turns out just fine."